No, this isn't a post where I share the secrets of how to spice up your fertility "homework." Dirty people. This weekend we met a new couple at church and they asked why we adopted, if there were issues. I started to answer that we did 'infertility treatments' for years but changed it and said 'fertility treatments'. Somewhere along the way I was encouraged to talk about my fertility not infertility, focusing on the positive, not negative. Kinda (but not really) like in high school when my youth pastor asked that we refer to our friends as pre-Christians. (It's amazing I still have high school friends, frankly.)
I do hate the label. I do hate walking into a building largely labeled "INFERTILITY clinic." It is rather ominous. Some disguise it as "Women's healthcare" but the specialists (my peeps!) all carry the infertile card. Ugh.
Let's revolutionize the industry. Join me.
One day I would like to see a pamphlet from one of these establishments with some sort of perky subtitle:
Eggcelent care in your journey.
Making your lady parts whole again.
At your cervix!
Can't get your lady pregnant? Let us try!
Our patients are s ovary happy! (so very)
If my youth pastor changed professions, perhaps he'd call it a Pre-fertility Clinic.
If this were located in the south perhaps they could use:
Bring your U ter us. (bring your U to us…)
I don't know. Maybe I should stop eating the leftover Easter eggs, they may have gone bad by now and have started to take an effect on my decision making. Like posting this blog. Feel free to pray for me and all your pre-Christian friends.